Friday, March 29, 2013

I signed up for a DietBet. Everybody puts $30 in the pot and the people who lose four percent of their body weight in four weeks split it. I was all, "Pshaw, four percent? PIECE OF CAKE TOFU. I SO TOAD-ALLY GOT THIS."

I signed up whilst making a gansta face like dis:

back in the blonde era

And then my body officially went haywire. I've been losing weight steadily, albeit slowly, since Gracie was born. The past two weeks? NUTTIN. Actually, it's more complicated than that, but all the weirdness is headache-inducing, so I shall simply repeat.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Back in May 2012, we relocated our fam (which at the time consisted of Grover, Hershey, a one year old T and a burgeoning baby bump ... "burgeoning" is a weird word) to my childhood home. It's a lovely location, the house has good bones and lots of space, and it is a perfect place to raise kids IMHO. I don't have to worry about crime or T getting run over by a moped, there's tons of fresh air, we're a mile from a lake, and there's wildlife (which I fully intend to capture and domesticate). It's paradise.

The problem is, the house was built in the '70s. You know what that means? It was decorated in the '70s.

Monday, March 18, 2013

March's free crochet pattern of the month is this versatile drawstring bag. You can make this as big or as small as you like, make it in multiple colors, use different ribbons, add appliques, et cetera. You can stuff it with candy (EASTER!), toys, treats, craft stuff, live reptiles ...

When I say versatile, I mean it!

Cute, no?

I used a G hook, Red Heart Super Saver yarn in what I believe is Light Blue, and approximately 2.5 feet of ribbon.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

I made over some built-in bookcases a few days ago (I'll share pictures later) and really, really, REALLY wanted to put a brain in a jar on it. Not a real brain, mind you. That would be gross ... and may require me to murder and dissect someone.

Too messy.

Instead, I crocheted one.

I'm not sure why exactly I wanted a tiny brain in a jar (Grover would probably say one of my other multiple personalities told me I needed it), but something did.